My poetry teacher Miss Took
read out poems out of her book
one poem was so rude
it was verging on lewd
"Thought t'was the other, I mistook"
It’s All About Perspective
How would you feel,
If you went home today
To find a strange creature
Had entered your cave
While you were away?
You would you feel,
If you looked in your bed
To find sleeping there soundly
A wee human head?
Would you be angry?
Would you see red?
How would you feel,
If some golden-haired brat
Had gobbled your supper
And shattered the chair where you always sat?
What would you do?
How would you handle that?
How would you feel,
If the door to your cave
Had been kicked in by a kid
Who just could not behave?
Would you rumble and roar
Or just rant and rave?
No one would blame you,
If you got really mad
With a dimpled-faced terror who destroyed all that you had.
That’s how many would feel, but
Isn’t it sad
That no one had taught her
How not to be bad?
“please stop religious fundamentalism ~
just let God’s light ignite mind-body prism”
~ quote by poet
If you believe in this and I in that,
just let it be dear heart, just let it be,
for there is on my door no welcome mat
and since with your scripture I don’t agree,
know that your next victim cannot be me.
Consider what if our roles are reversed
and you are by opposing views coerced,
where I say it’s my way or the highway,
would then you not feel that you have been cursed,
to suffer at my hands day after day?
his mockery was vermin that the smuggler forcibly humming sharksucker
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 24–30, 2026)
Understood as noise
Merely deciphered
Speech, from out this hive, peace-stilled
Draws the wasp angered.
I ride
With pride
with no civic sense
with absolute independence
As though the entire road
Were my father’s abode
Some blokes who smoke think it's okey-doke
to throw their still-lit dog-ends on the ground
it's mostly men or so I've found
then there are those who continually spit
how disgusting is that yet what can we do
to make them quit
and litter louts bug me too
while others chew gum and when done
stick it wherever they are able
such as chairs or under tables
with no regard for anyone
they're inconsiderate mindless fools
who behave that way and think they're cool
Through the Mississippi River trenches
Bayou close
Plantation seen in the distance
Cruising through Southern history’s past
Battle and Struggle
Civil War breakout
Slavery quo
Acceleration having a slow pace
Rebel among the multitude of voices
Southern accent
Freedom thought
The need being a slow proceed
Won’t, Can’t, Shouldn’t and total stand still
The vision of slaves being compelled to function on the many plantations sun up to sun down
Breezes were only a wave with a fan
Mississippi River far and wide
Shores yonder
Banjos setting the tone for boundaries forbidden
Folklore testimonies
Singing and dancing through the circumstances
Slaves praying every chance
Only Slaves knew the trouble they seen
Having the understanding I mean
Southern drawl components
Mouth to Mouth
The Mississippi River belle telling how the Mississippi River being the passage way in bringing Slaves for plantation purposes
Mississippi River ever wise
Southern element no surprise
Beyond the spectacle, but slaves had to succumb having no surrender, but ordinance.
When all else is gone
And I stand alone
When none but I survive
And my life becomes my prize
When strongest walls are leaning
When all within me is grieving
And deep within me, I'm still believing
Therein definds life's true meaning
Allergies
The bane of my existence
You Make sleep impossible
You Make eating a hassle
You ruin my whole week
Just by existing
Better suited for waste
than for news
Wise folk tear them up
~ these crepe paper views
Bankers are w**kers so smug
Treat as all like we are a mug
Rinse & repeat they just shrug
Your grave we've already dug
Elite cheat still snug as a bug
Deniers bullies & liars..a thug
Try to stay afloat.. on we chug
Gloat off with our stuff they lug
So rash our stash they will hug
So brash cash is their only drug
Tug from under our feet the rug
Cruel with one rule pull the plug
1
finding words to say to the bereaved is hard~ a hug can speak volumes
2
don't impose your beliefs or non beliefs on others ~you have no right
3
you're not alone in this world~ never be shy to seek help from others
4
our fast paced lives sometimes get on top of us~slow down and take a break
5
just because someone wears a big smile~ doesn't mean that they are happy
6
having great wealth does not conceal the dark secrets ~the truth will surface
7
shouting loud your opinions doesn't mean you're right ~ you may be wrong
8
everyone thought someone else called the police~robbers got clean away
Three girls who drank from grey troughs
cried hard and rasped with loud coughs.
Cold cops raced to swoop
The girls took a poop
On top of their heads with scoffs.
"Naomi, sex at noon taxes," I moan
I pleaded for her to leave me alone
"Poor Dan is in a droop?"
She said to me, "Recoup!"
That woman makes my life a battle zone
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